Comments on: Friday Five-Hundred – Alleyways

By: Sarai

Sarai — Fri, 13 Mar 2009 04:19:54 +0000

Took me awhile to come up with one. But here’s mine, it’s pretty short.
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Murder Row was appropriately named, and Kaled kept his hands close to his swords as he walked alone that night. Khaotic had stayed at their home while he ran his errands, and now he was hurrying home where she probably had supper waiting. His thoughts were elsewhere as he walked quickly down the dark, empty street, until he heard the hiss of a drawn blade and a sharp whisper behind him.

“Stop right there, hold your hands where I can see them, and hand over your gold,” the voice said. Kaled did as he was told, holding his hands out wide as he carefully turned to face his adversary. The scrawny male blood elf behind him had the pinched look of a bloodthistle addict, and a very large dagger in his hand pointed at Kaled’s gut. Kaled tried stalling for time.

“Look, fellow, why do you want to rob me? Surely you could get a job or something?” he said conversationally. The elf snarled, “Shut up. Don’t want no job, want your money, now.” “Please,” Kaled continued. “Do you even know who, or what, I am?” The thief jabbed his dagger at Kaled’s stomach, causing him to suck it in quickly. “No I don’t, and don’t care. Why?” he said. “I am a hunter,” Kaled answered. “So you ought to know, it was a big mistake to try and rob me.” The thief spat at his feet. “And why is that, hot shot?” he asked nastily, then suddenly froze, a look of panic and horror coming over his face as a low growl started from behind him. Kaled smiled grimly as he saw Ashkeyana come into view over the thief’s shoulder. “Because, my young, stupid friend,” he told the other elf. “Hunters never travel alone.”

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By: Knives in the Dark… « Windpaw’s World

Knives in the Dark… « Windpaw’s World — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 21:26:56 +0000

[...] in the Dark… Hey Folks – I picked this story Idea up from Too Many Annas and A Stab in the Dark’s Friday 500 project. The idea was to write 500 words on getting [...]

By: L’esprit d’escalier » Anna’s Friday Five (Hundred)

L’esprit d’escalier » Anna’s Friday Five (Hundred) — Mon, 26 Jan 2009 20:11:52 +0000

[...] The lovely Anna issued a ficlet challenge to her readers last Friday. The original question was posed to my Alliance-side guild (by our favorite Pretentious Bastard) with slightly different rules (write about a character that’s not your own, and do it in 1,024 characters) but the scenario was the same: a character is walking somewhere and is mugged. What is his or her reaction? [...]

By: Momage

Momage — Mon, 26 Jan 2009 17:58:30 +0000

Momage, the tiny pink haired Gnome, found her self wandering in the sewers of Dalaran. She could not remember how she ended up here but no matter like always she began to hum as she walked along toward the exit. Suddenly a massive Tauren appeared blocking her path. “I will be taking you gold along with your virtue” he bellowed. As usual Momage just giggled and waited for your attacker to make a move. He came towards her with bad intentions and as his hands were about to grasp her robes he felt a intensely cold sensation throughout his body and she was standing ten yards away in the blink of an eye. He could not move frozen in place and helpless as the little pink haired mage smiled and giggled this time not so sweetly. The blue light filled the alley and the massive Tauren was now a sheep. Momage walked over and picked up his gold pouches, undoubtedly obtained from unsuspecting victims. She thought to herself this is getting easier every day, maybe tomorrow I will stroll down the back alleys of Ironforge, I saw a nice death chill cloak in the auction house and only need 500 more gold.

By: Massively Unfocused

Massively Unfocused — Mon, 26 Jan 2009 16:06:59 +0000

Posted! Massively Unfocuseds last blog post..Demonic Assistance